Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1579: Grudge

Fang Zilan put down the teacup in her hand, stood up and greeted Murong Qing, "I didn't know the prince was here..."

Before she could finish her question, she was interrupted, "Sir, even if they are distinguished guests from the capital, they cannot disobey the rules of Miluo. It's already so late, and they haven't even entered the palace to see His Majesty yet?"

Fang Zilan's expression suddenly changed and she looked at the person who spoke. The man was dressed in military uniform and his face was full of impatience, as if he would rush in and take her away at the next moment.

"The rules of Miluo are just like that." Fang Zilan straightened her sleeves, with obvious disdain in her eyes, which really angered the other party. "What did you say?"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, but before he could make a move, he was stopped by someone. "This is Miss Fang San, specially sent by His Majesty and the Queen of Dajing to escort Princess Dejia to her wedding. You must not be presumptuous."

The speaker was Meng Tingyang. He bowed to Murong Qing and said, "Sir, it's almost time. If we miss the time, I'm afraid the king..."

He didn't say anything else. Murong Qing nodded slightly, bowed to Fang Zilan and said, "Miss Fang San, I wonder where His Royal Highness Prince Yucheng and Princess Dejia are now?"

Fang Zilan pursed her lips, not wanting to say that she only found out when she arrived at the hall of the inn that the two men thought Miluo had too many rules, so they took their people back to their rooms for breakfast, leaving her alone as the scapegoat to save face.

Fortunately, after such a commotion, the two men came uninvited, and the group entered the Miluo Palace in an orderly manner.

Another hour passed, and Fang Zilan watched the sun rise higher and higher, but they had not yet entered the palace, let alone met the King Mu Chu Rui.

On the way to the palace, there were several groups of people just for routine inspections and greetings from the guards. In addition, when they walked, if they met the nobles in the palace, that is, Mu Chu Rui's concubines, they had to avoid them, so the time was dragged out.

After all this, not only was Fang Zilan exhausted, she felt that she had never been so tired even after fighting. Even Li Qianning had a tense face, as if she would have an attack at any time.

Only Li Qiyou remained calm and expressed concern for Fang Zilan and Li Qianning from time to time, but to little avail.

Murong Qing, on the other hand, was clearly sweating profusely, and was a little unsteady on his feet, but he still kept his back straight, and took every step meticulously, fearing that he would make a mistake.

Fang Zilan followed behind not too far away, her eyes always stayed on Murong Qing. For some reason, she suddenly remembered that he was like this on the day she took him to Dajing, as if he would be doomed if he took a wrong step.

At such a young age, he was already working very hard and was burning the midnight oil. As expected, there must be something pitiful about a hateful person.

"Miss Fang San." The nanny beside her called Fang Zilan. She withdrew her thoughts, bowed again, with an indifferent expression, but in her heart she cursed the rules of Miluo over and over again.

After finally entering the hall and paying her respects once again, Fang Zilan finally saw the legendary King of Miluo - Mu Churui.

The Mu royal family members were all born with excellent looks, and Mu Churui was no exception. But compared to Mu Chuji's fierceness and Murong Qing's fragility, he was more like a pool of autumn water, with an unpredictable depth and a gloomy beauty that was difficult to describe.

Ouyang Zirou took a deep breath and said slowly: "I don't want to marry you."

Huangfu Xin looked at the person in front of him with interest, smiled and said, "I know, but the marriage has been decided, and it is not up to you and me." Ouyang Zirou frowned slightly, "General Huangfu knew that I didn't want to marry you, so why did he ask my father for marriage?"

"I am not going to marry Miss Ouyang alone." Huangfu Xin said slowly and word by word, "I am going to marry the entire Ouyang family behind Miss Ouyang."

Ouyang Zirou was stunned for a moment, and let him continue talking, "I need a wife who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me, and my wife must have the same family background as the Huangfu family."

"But I've only met you a few times, I can't even say I like you, let alone talk about marriage?" Ouyang Zirou's voice was filled with suppressed anger, but Huangfu Xin was surprisingly calm, "It doesn't matter if I don't like you now, there's still a long way to go."

Ouyang Zirou looked at the person in front of her steadily. His eyebrows and eyes were not the delicate look she liked, but his facial features were sharp, revealing a natural sense of heroism and aggression.

She was more or less afraid of such people. Just like Lord Wei Mao, no matter how good-looking he was, he was a murderous beauty that could only be admired from afar and not approached.

Most importantly, she felt that she and he were not in sync. He wanted a wife of equal status, while she wanted a husband of similar mind. If they wanted different things at the beginning, what was there to talk about in the future?

She lowered her eyes, feeling an inexplicable bitterness in her heart. But what if it was different? She couldn't refuse her parents' orders and the matchmaker's words.

"Miss Ouyang, after we get married, no matter what you want to do, I will not stop you." Huangfu Xin looked at the disappointed person in front of him and said seriously: "You like making weapons, watching plays and drinking tea, it's up to you. Not only will I not stop you, I will also help you achieve your wish."

Ouyang Zirou listened to his words and looked over in disbelief, with a thousand lights in her eyes, "You actually know what I want in this life?"

"I know." Huangfu Xin nodded solemnly, "Miss Ouyang is interested in armaments, which is a powerful weapon to ensure the stability of Dajing. As a Dajing man, this is also my wish."

Ouyang Zirou remained silent, and Huangfu Xin continued, "Miss Ouyang, I dare not say that I am in love with you now, but my respect for you is absolutely true. I am willing to accompany you to realize your life's wish. Are you willing to accompany me to protect the northern border?"

He spoke so sincerely that Ouyang Zirou's eyes turned red. "I..."

She stammered and couldn't speak, Huangfu Xin soothed her gently, "Miss Ouyang, if you have any difficulties, just tell me. I will solve everything I can for you."

Ouyang Zirou calmed herself down, stood up and bowed respectfully, "I understand General Huangfu's intentions. The general is a rare good man, but Zirou is not a good match."

Huangfu Xin stared at Ouyang Zirou in a daze, and she asked, "General Huangfu, do you know what the process is for the development and distribution of Dajing's military equipment?"

"Of course I know." Huangfu Xin understood what she meant as soon as she opened her mouth.

Ouyang Zirou looked at his gloomy expression and smiled, "It seems that General Huangfu has understood. If I marry to the northern border, even if I get something in the future, I have to report it to the Ministry of Works, and then after the Ministry of Works verifies it, I will ask His Majesty for approval before it can be produced and promoted to the army. The delay in the middle may be a few months at least, or even a few years at most. However, if I stay in the capital, with the help of the Ouyang family, I can shorten a lot of time. The earlier the military preparations are, the more advantages they will have. I think General Huangfu knows this principle better than me."